Cain: Oh, look who's talking? One glass of 10-year-old bourbon and your residents cannot wait to tell the tales of the mighty HODAD. Hands of death and destruction. That is what they call you, isn't it? Patients dying after a routine appendectomy? Catching fire in the OR?
Bell: Yeah, I've made mistakes, but I was there, with my staff, in the OR. Not off joyriding when my patients were left incapacitated.
Cain: I've saved the lives of kings and princesses from every corner of this world. They worship me. They want to name their children after me. They will never forget who I am, but it seems that you have.
Bell: No, you're the one who forgot who I am. Chief of surgery and your boss. You will answer to the board.